Welcome to Breathe Autumn Rain
I see the world in color. Awful at remembering names of people, of street signs, Horrible with numbers or time. I could always remember the color of your eyes, your shade of lipstick or nail polish, the color of what blooms in your garden. I find total tranquility in the way sunlight glistens on a dewdrop from fresh morning mist that fell on a leaf or how it turns the waves into millions of sparkling diamonds.